Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Ming Jin withdraws his troops.

Zhao Changlin rode his horse to the wall of Xizhou City. Along the way, countless soldiers knelt on one knee with their spears in hand, and shouted in a loud voice: "Long live the emperor!"

The deafening shouting caused the Xizhou officials on the city wall to check their clothes, fearing that they would do something unreasonable and offend the current emperor.

Especially the county magistrate who was wearing a vermilion official robe. He rolled up his long sleeves with a nervous look on his face to check if there were any stains of mud or water on them.

This was the first time they had the honor of seeing the present emperor in person, so they were naturally filled with joy, but also a little nervous.

However, the three people on the other side were not in a hurry.

Xia Zhiyuan held an umbrella, walked through the puddles, her skirt fluttering slightly, and came to the steps of the city wall.

A mighty sound came from under the city wall. Zhao Changlin's black hair was slightly wet. He raised his eyes and saw the person he had been thinking about, standing on the stone steps waiting for him.

Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows are no different from when I left. They are still as eye-catching as before, making people fall in love with her at first sight and feel happy in their hearts.

Wherever Zhao Changlin went, thousands of people bowed to her, but only Xia Zhiyuan stood there waiting for her. Her thin fingers pinched the oil-paper umbrella and tilted it slightly, and she smiled at Zhao Changlin.

He whispered, "Your Majesty is here?"

The raindrops sliding down the oil-paper umbrella splashed a string of thin rain chains, making her face even more blurred. Zhao Changlin only felt that the fatigue of the past was swept away.

She lifted her boots, took a few quick steps, and came in front of Xia Zhiyuan, not caring about the heavy dampness on her body.

"Yes, I said I would come to pick you up, and I will never break my promise."

The emperor came in person, and the soldiers and officers stationed on the city wall knelt down in unison, welcoming the emperor in unison.

Seeing this scene, Xia Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should do the same. So she bent her waist slightly and was about to show her respect to His Majesty.

So that everyone would no longer be suspicious, but Zhao Changlin took a step forward and held her nervously, thinking that she had caught a cold in the cold wind and could not support her body.

"But where does it feel uncomfortable?"

"I have brought an imperial physician with me. If you feel unwell, you can ask the imperial physician to check you out."

Zhao Changlin stretched out her fingers to touch Xia Zhiyuan's cheek, but halfway through, she realized that her fingers were stained with rain and blood.

Maybe I came here in a hurry and got stained with a lot of other people's blood.

"Your Majesty is still so careless..."

Seeing the scarlet blood gathering on the fingertips, Xia Zhiyuan felt his heart tighten. He took out his dry handkerchief, wrapped Zhao Changlin's fingers, and wiped them carefully to prevent the rain from soaking the already white fingers.

"This is a cut... Your Highness, don't you feel it?"

"Does it hurt?"

Because of the hideous wound, Xia Zhiyuan didn't dare to rub it hard, for fear that the wound would open again due to his carelessness. If he did so, it would inevitably become inflamed, or even infected.

Still have to deal with it as soon as possible.

She spoke softly, fearing that if she said something harsh, it would irritate the wound on His Highness's hand.

"I was so anxious to see you that I lost my composure for a moment and didn't think too much about it."

"I thought someone's blood was on it."

Zhao Changlin felt sweet as he watched Xia Zhiyuan wrapping her wound with a clean white handkerchief. It was indeed a bit rash of him to come and find her.

But she has no regrets.

"Don't do this next time, Your Majesty... Do you hear me?"

Xia Zhiyuan was still not used to changing his address in front of everyone, so it sounded awkward.

"I know, I'll listen to you."

“Zhiyuan, along the way…Xizhou City has really changed, like it is surviving in a desperate situation, thriving.”

"You really did live up to my expectations."

"He is a talented general and a lucky star for me."

It was rare that His Highness' praise was so direct and so reflected people's hearts. Xia Zhiyuan only felt warm in his heart. Since he took office in Xizhou City, this group of people have been following his lead, but they would rather be lazy than not.

You have to do everything yourself.

If I didn't have a system, I would either be exhausted or suffer from breast hyperplasia due to anger.

Managing a small Xizhou city is so difficult. Xia Zhiyuan can also imagine why His Highness is so busy all day long.

"Well, Your Majesty is willing to tell Zhiyuan these words, but Zhiyuan is still a little embarrassed."

If there had not been other people present, Xia Zhiyuan might have directly touched Zhao Changlin's cheek, but His Highness is still the emperor, and doing so would be considered an overstepping of boundaries in the eyes of everyone.

So I can only be more restrained.

"I……"

Just as he was about to say something, Xia Zhiyuan's fingertips fell on the wet hair on Zhao Changlin's cheek and brushed the hair behind his ear.

She said with some concern: "Your Majesty, the armor is cold and the rain is pouring. Hurry up... change your clothes, or you will catch a cold."

Listening to Zhiyuan's soft whispers, Zhao Changlin couldn't ignore the worry in her eyes. She knew that if she continued to stand in front of Zhiyuan like this, it would be inconvenient for them to reminisce about the past, so she simply made an invitation.

"Okay, you come with me."

"I still have a lot to say to Zhiyuan, so I may have been a little rambling... I also brought a gift, I hope Zhiyuan will like it."

Among all the people present, Xia Zhiyuan was probably the only one who was dry all over. His Majesty's words naturally went without saying what the relationship between the two was.

Although the county magistrate lived in a border town, he had heard some of the gossip in the imperial city. He had heard that when the current emperor was still the eldest princess, he was very obedient to the daughter of Minister Xia. Now... he had seen it with his own eyes, and it was really true!

However, the news that the loyal and brave marquis’ army was defeated today will surely spread to the imperial city soon, and I’m afraid there will be another round of verbal battle.

But it’s none of his business.

Anyway, this transfer order to the Imperial City will not bring him a promotion or a salary increase during his lifetime.

Zhao Yihan was naturally delighted to see Zhao Changlin, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and she wanted to rush forward immediately, but as soon as she took a step forward, she was pulled back by a hand beside her.

This is the nth time today that Di Ping has had to discipline and restrain himself.

Humph! Does this guy really think that he wants to keep her by his side? He hasn't even become his personal bodyguard yet, but he likes to meddle in everything like this.

What would happen if I really let her stay by my side?

Zhao Yihan scratched the silent shadow guard's palm with her fingertips. Her fingertips were slightly hooked, like a fox's claws, hooking people's hearts and making them itchy all over.

However, Di Ping held on. She looked down at her boots and said softly, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't disturb His Majesty first."